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"Okay! Little Mosquito Cai, if you don't learn well, you dare to sneak in and steal art! Ahem...As a senior sister, how can I not teach you a lesson!" As Cai Xiaowen said, they are all craftsmen. know who.

When Cai Xiaowen just wanted to jump off the tree to escape.Su Ying came back, grabbed a small jar in her hand, and sat back in front of the turntable.Seeing her calm expression, Cai Xiaowen didn't even look up, and suddenly felt relieved: Didn't she notice me?The sneezing just now shouldn't be very loud...

Su Ying took another piece of yellow mud, reached out and took out something from the jar, wiped it on the mud, and said plausibly: "Add this, it will be much better. It's not easy to find this, don't let others see it, especially It's that little mosquito!"

Here comes the secret recipe!Cai Xiaowen was overjoyed, and threw the fear to the horizon again.She climbed two steps with the tree trunk in her arms, and tried her best to probe: after lying down for so long, it was not in vain.Bad grapefruit really has a secret recipe!And it’s a secret recipe that you especially can’t let me know!

She was anxious and wanted to quickly see what Su Fang had painted on the mud.But no matter how she poked her head out, she was blocked by Su Ying's back.Just when she was about to take the risk to climb a little further, she only heard Su Ying say: "There are so many left...Even if it falls down, the little mosquitoes can't see it." After she finished speaking, she walked to the tree where Cai Xiaowen was hiding, Sprinkle the contents of the jar upwards.Cai Xiaowen was poking his head out, and met him head-on...

"...Bah..." Cai Xiaowen finally opened his eyes, spit out the powder in his mouth, reached out to wipe his face, and this time he saw clearly: flour? !

Su Ying walked back calmly, and started to make clay pots again.More than two hours passed, and she did not leave the yard, nor did she come up with the "secret".The sun was about to set, Cai Xiaowen's face was full of flour slag, he sat on the tree, cold and hungry, he had already lost interest.She really wanted to go home immediately and make a bowl of hot noodle soup to warm her body and mind, but Su Ying stayed below for a moment.She somewhat regretted her hasty behavior of stealing art today, although she also gained something, for example, she knew that she needed to add flour to the mud...

At this time, Feng Ling ran back to the courtyard in a hurry, supported her waist and panted to Su Fang: "Miss... I... I came back late... Help Tangyuan to buy Chengnan's...cheap...cheap pork. Are you hungry? I'll cook right now..."

"Wait!" Su Ying stopped Feng Ling and said with a smile, "I'm not hungry."

"Not hungry?! I... Did I hear correctly?!"

"I'm not hungry, I'm full from laughing." Su Ying smiled until her eyes were bent, her face full of malicious intentions: "You go to the incense store to buy small firecrackers and come back."

"Firecrackers? What are you doing?"

"Aren't I sick? Light up firecrackers to get rid of the evil and block the disease. Don't ask, go quickly."

After a while, Feng Ling came back with a hanging firecracker, and asked Su Ying in confusion, "What time is it now?"

Su Qing washed her hands, took the firecrackers, walked to the tree where Cai Xiaowen was, and hung the firecrackers on the branch protruding from the tree. "Fengling, go get the firecrackers." Cai Xiaowen was scared and cried by firecrackers, and since then she is most afraid of firecrackers, Su Qing knows this too well.

Feng Ling took out a fire pocket from his sleeve and handed it to Su Ying.Su Qing squeezed the fire pocket, slowly leaned towards the wire, her face tightened and she suppressed a smile: Are you still holding on?I can't hold it anymore.Three, two, one...

"Stop!" Sure enough...Su Qing raised her head and smiled gently at the terrified Cai Xiaowen: "Little mosquito, why do you like staying on trees so much?"

Feng Ling raised her head in surprise, and was startled when she saw Cai Xiaowen with a big head: "Hey! Miss Xiaowen, are you rushing to celebrate the Yulan Festival?"

It was only then that Cai Xiaowen realized that Su Ying knew she was hiding in the tree, and that the flour and the firecrackers were all made by her to play tricks on her, so she became hardened instead.She shouted in anger: "I'm picking grapefruits from a tree! Bad grapefruits!"

"Come down. Aren't you tired after lying down for hours?"

Cai Xiaowen snorted coldly, moving his buttocks and was about to fall off the tree.She forgot that there was a handkerchief of winter dates around her waist, so she moved and rubbed against the tree, loosening the handkerchief.A big winter jujube rolled out from the opening of the handkerchief and fell straight down.Su Ying was raising her head, smiling like a spider seeing a mosquito hitting her web.With a soft bang, Dongzao hit Su Ying's smiling forehead...

Seeing this scene, Fengling turned around silently, unable to bear to look directly at the fate of that hapless mosquito...

The author has something to say:

If the little mosquito knew the girlish feelings behind the heart of the senior sister and uncle, he would probably be scared to death...

Chapter 11

When Cai Xiaowen returned to his home, it was already dark.Tang Yuan sat cross-legged on a high stool in the front hall, dozing off with her head drooping.Hearing the loud sound of the door being kicked open, she rubbed her eyes, looked hard at Cai Xiaowen who came in wrapped in the wind, and was startled.

"Miss...why are you like this? The Yulan Festival hasn't come yet? I've been waiting for you, and the master is already asleep. He asked me to buy a chamber pot, but I didn't go."

Cai Xiaowen grabbed the piggy pot on the table and gurgled and poured it into someone's nose.

"Hoo... hiccup!" Cai Xiaowen hiccupped and murmured loudly, "Why did you say the same thing as that wind chime?! Am I rushing to celebrate the Yulan Festival?! I did see a ghost! No, Su Youzi is worse than a ghost!" Cai Xiaowen was so angry that he wanted to drop the pot on his hand, but when he raised his hand, he suddenly remembered that this was his favorite little pig pot, and he couldn't bear it anymore, so he gently put the pot back on the table case.The pot didn't fall, and she was still cursing at Su Ying. "Big wooden basin, small wooden basin, Su Yuzi never closes the door to wash her feet!"